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Finnegans Wake ❮Reading❯ ➽ Finnegans Wake ➶ Author James Joyce – Capitalsoftworks.co.uk A story with no real beginning or end it ends in the middle of a sentence and begins in the middle of the same sentence , this book of Doublends Jined is as remarkable for its prose as for its circula A story with no real beginning or end it ends in the middle of a sentence and begins in the middle of the same sentence , this book of Doublends Jined is as remarkable for its prose as for its circular structure Written in a fantastic dream language, forged from polyglot puns and portmanteau words, the Wake features some of Joyce s most hilarious characters the Irish barkeep Humphrey Chimpden Earwicker, Shem the Penman, Shaun the Postman, and Anna Livia Plurabelle Joyce s final work, Finnegan s Wake is his masterpiece of the night as Ulysses is of the day Supreme linguistic virtuosity conjures up the dark underground worlds of sexuality and dream Joyce undermines traditional storytelling and all official forms of English and confronts the different kinds of betrayal cultural, political and sexual that he saw at the heart of Irish history Dazzlingly inventive, with passages of great lyrical beauty and humour, Finnegans Wake remains one of the most remarkable works of the twentieth century.


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  1. MJ Nicholls MJ Nicholls says:

    Let me explain the five star rating When I was teenager I was ludicrously shy I was the son and heir of a shyness that was criminally vulgar My all conquering shyness kept Morrissey in gold plated ormolu swans for eight years Any contact with human beings made me mumble in horror and scuttle off to lurk in dark corners But I developed this automatic writing technique in school to ease my mounting stress whenever teachers were poaching victims to answer questions, perform presentations or ge Let me explain the five star rating When I was teenager I was ludicrously shy I was the son and heir of a shyness that was criminally vulgar My all conquering shyness kept Morrissey in gold plated ormolu swans for eight years Any contact with human beings made me mumble in horror and scuttle off to lurk in dark corners But I developed this automatic writing technique in school to ease my mounting stress whenever teachers were poaching victims to answer questions, perform presentations or generally humiliate I would start out composing a piece of surrealist free association prose, usually violently satirical As the teachers or pupils or other humans closed in around me, my prose would lapse into soothing gibberish Sometimes I wrote a stream of pretty sounding words I was a rabid sesquipedalian in my teens zeugmatic, antediluvian, milquetoast, mugwump Luscious lovely words Sometimes language broke down into neologisms or gibberish boobleplop, artycary, frumpalerp, etc Nervy, throbbing syllables I came to associate collapsed language with an inner space where I went to hide from the imagined humiliations of interacting with others Once I escaped the imprisonment of my inner conscious over a four year period known as The Torture Years , I always used nonsense writing as a means of getting through difficult situations where others might doodle, for example, I would write Joycean Jabberwocky Still do, usually on the phone So this book, to me, is The Little Book of Calm Except it isn t little, and it makes people shit themselves Me I love this magnificent beast Unless you suffer from similar deep seated psychological wounds that threaten to gradually consume your entire adult life, don t read this


  2. Geoff Geoff says:

    Finnegans Wake is Joyce s masterpiece, the culmination of his life s work, the apex of his art, the tremendous final achievement of the 20th century s greatest prose stylist To ignore Joyce s masterpiece is to miss out on one of a handful of great events in literary history Dubliners anticipated A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, A Portrait of the Artistanticipated Ulysses, Ulysses anticipated Finnegans Wake Joyce s individual works are particularly momentous set side by side, as the Finnegans Wake is Joyce s masterpiece, the culmination of his life s work, the apex of his art, the tremendous final achievement of the 20th century s greatest prose stylist To ignore Joyce s masterpiece is to miss out on one of a handful of great events in literary history Dubliners anticipated A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, A Portrait of the Artistanticipated Ulysses, Ulysses anticipated Finnegans Wake Joyce s individual works are particularly momentous set side by side, as the trajectory of his craft s transfiguration can be clearly traced For Joyce, all roads led to the Wake We cannot consider the snow faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead , we cannot consider Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo , we cannot consider Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed , without considering A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs To accept Joyce s place in the history of literature is to accept Finnegans Wake as his greatest contribution To ignore or dismiss it is to leave a gaping hole in your understanding of the progress of literary aesthetics in the modern age As William Gass said FW is the high water mark of Modernism, and not to have been fundamentally influenced by it as a writer is not to have lived in your time Not to live in your time is a serious moral flaw Finnegans Wake, at first blush, might seem the most uninviting literary relic imaginable It begins in the middle of a fragment of a sentence and immediately immerses the reader in a floodtide of its Wakelanguage without any ado no lamp, lantern, or quickflickering guidepost torches to ease one s way in and through And, to be sure, this is a very difficult book, perhaps the most difficult book you or I will ever read But let me here briefly comment on what the Wake is not it is not gibberish, it is not the product of a diseased mind , it is not an elaborate prank to make fools of readers and academia To be a proponent of any of these claims is to have not spent time with the text It is to not trust that Joyce, after having perfected and exhausted the potentialities of the form of the novel with Ulysses, was capable of going beyond that achievement, to forge for himself and for us an utterly new way to push the idea of the novel, and the language of the novel, past itself and into a new mode or form Whatwould one person have to accomplish than write Ulysses to earn an audience s confidence Finnegans Wake is not only not unreadababble, it is perhaps the most carefully, minutely, complexly composed work of art the modern era has produced A third of Joyce s life was spent rendering the Wake into the form in which we have it now Might we, as readers, not allow ourselves to be a fraction of a percent as generous with our time, to try to understand what he was attempting, on his terms Enough of what the Wake isn t, on to what it is First of all, it is music Second, it is an experimental prose work, a work whose form and content are one and the same, where there is no boundary between style and substance Thirdly and onward, it is an occurrence of language It is a vast palimpsest, a layering and weaving of etyms It is the realization and perfection of the work of static art that Joyce was approaching his entire career art, literature, that does not progress from point to point as in traditional narrative, but exists and is experienced in cycles, circles, reverberations, re generations, iterations, emergences, divested of the encumbrances of space and time It is Flaubert s ideal book about nothing It is the density and obscurity of night rendered into waterfall rainbow river language A permanent member of the avant garde An unpopularizable book A great riddle or maze An amalgamation of gods Obscure pun drenched birdtongue, strangest little song you ll ever damn hear Hen scratchings on the magazine wall, typographically rendered, a polyvocal defence of the great shame and guilt of man The tonguetwister of allhumanity dreamingwaking together, it was uncovered in a burial mound Vico s four horsemen of the arkpokalypse Mamalujo broadcasting from the hill of Shaun and a donkey brayayaying over radio waves intercepted telling strange advertisements out of Carthage and burning Roam It is the Egyptian Book of the Dead within the Book of Kells within the Old Testament and the New within Dante and Shakespeare and Milton and Goethe and Swift et Sterne et al and Wilde s trial to boot It is a motley chorus composed of all of Ireland s saints and sinners Then s now with now s then in tense continuant Heard It is Finn MacCool s salmon flitting in the deep well and Tristan and Isolde s marriage ship sailing out under the cry of gulls forewaves whisping whshhpwshpshp and at the same time it is their opera made prose, mild und leise It is the excrement ink writ on the foolscap flesh of Shem the Penman, thus it is Shemdean spawn It is Anna Livia Plurabelle s missive to the antagonistic greater world of chitterchattererflitterflatterers how loathe they have become to me and little Issy star cloud sister s spilled milk across the great nightspan, bababbling brooks about the laying mountainous mass of sleepman Treacling trickling trickster tome, laplapping gossip and news, soundbites and screams and dieatribes from Lucifer s caindom, enabler of murtherer, and also song of the cockcrowcoolicolala Noman s humming in the valley of the wal Shaft of light pierce o reillying the mourning mist A confuscation of mystification by utteration and ululation with confabulation and iteration of vocalization of a Wake in Preegress Hush Caution Echoland What a funferall The last lief on the stonetree The untireties of livesliving being the one substrance of a streamsbecoming Totalled in toldteld and teldtold in tittletell tattle Mind your hats goan in Lastly, Finnegans Wake is the least pessimistic book I know After one has accustomed oneself to the night language, after one is acquainted with Joyce s modes and methods, this book is pure joy One begins to anticipate the moments and emergence of themes, iterations of characters in different guises, developments and repetitions of rhythms, word and sound groupings that recur in exact placement, much as one listens to a beloved symphony or opera The music of the Wake, like a true Irish wake, is a rejoicing at the deathbed, rounds of songs rollicking the departed soul into the next cycle of existence What isoptimistic than Joyce s interpretation of Vico s historical cycles That as we approach our non being the clock resets, time ticks ahead again for us among the shades of history, the sun rises as it always will, the night dissipates, the fog of this dream life clears and mankind emerges again, to suffer it all, sing it all, weep through it all, live it all again That these ages resound again and again not through great men only but through everyman, that the resurrection of the meaning of man comes in the simplest of assemblages husband, wife, son, daughter This affirmation is a mainstay throughout all of Joyce s work that the universal erupts through the banal, that the commonplace is the point where the cosmos enacts its drama What could be ajoyous celebration and confirmation, not only of human life as it emerges from the darkness of meaninglessness in the only possible way it can, through language, but of the creative life in particular, the life whose purpose is to make new forms out of the fragments of the old, to anticipate the new, to instill a beautiful renewal of purpose for each emerging epoch, that it might know its own language, make its own music Nathan s review is a fount of information, please do visit the museyroom Tip And if you are abcedminded, when you set out on your own reeding of the Wake, please to be joining and contributing to the Wake Grappa We re all of us over there at different points on the turning of the widening gyre, so feel free to hop on at any time The entire plot of Finnegans Wake can be summed up essentially in that classic cliched opening phrase It was a dark and stormy night


  3. Fionnuala Fionnuala says:

    The Slalom of JoyledgeHowto scaledown this Beschova finntailThis filletov beginnings that sings of all endings,This pest of a pal in jestAnd bad cess to you, JoykingFor the reeding is tufftuffBut the prize is the laffingTho low in the bellyIt sores with the learningOf finnglish and jinglish Pigeon linguish and djoytischTen stories tallAnd twenty the deepingssome to the writeoffAnd Moore to the leftingsFinn s houseful of hawsers And hods and their spillingGive Humpty his tallwallAnd role in all f The Slalom of JoyledgeHowto scaledown this Beschova finntailThis filletov beginnings that sings of all endings,This pest of a pal in jestAnd bad cess to you, JoykingFor the reeding is tufftuffBut the prize is the laffingTho low in the bellyIt sores with the learningOf finnglish and jinglish Pigeon linguish and djoytischTen stories tallAnd twenty the deepingssome to the writeoffAnd Moore to the leftingsFinn s houseful of hawsers And hods and their spillingGive Humpty his tallwallAnd role in all fallingsAtomnal, PrinternalSummerian, HibernialStory forth into bygonesO Joyking of spielingEwe raddle us with riddlesTill we re red in the blushersVeins vulging in templesAnd grey matter smartingWe reed in the rushes Of joycfull mehindingSeepon, seepunder,pong of pondymanThru hart strings and wordlingsAnd lingo lang twangingEwe bleat all the sorrelOf wars evel wagingIn valleys, on hillsidesIn shore water rising Tho miss chiefs and piss takesGive rest from sorratellingspoofon, spoofonder,sham of shemyman.Futurepresent pastperfectAs the river at her risingThe trees bend to bogFrom the turf seeds fresh reedlingsMen breed new warsAs old wars reseedingBodies for battlesProcreation creatingWeepon, weeponder,Song of sorrowmonAtom, Eve and their childerThe first family feudingCain abling his sisterEdem for all triblingsIn cest and in jest The story ewer spouringBy yon labious banks And by perchypole sardingthru noughty times everAnd foriver insemenatingO Batterfull of codlogicals O Senchus M r pranKingExagminating yore glosses Yore musikers and blarneyingFrench rhymes, Moore s chimesJack s house ever buildingAlicetella s fun essaySwift Sternley past teachingReminding this scribblerTo finnish vociferatingNow s nunc or nimmer The following commentaries and glosses may help understanding all words in italics occur in both Finnegans Wake and The Slalom of Joyledge all words underlined occur only in The Slalom of Joyledge The Slalom of Joyledge the Salmon of Knowledge was a mythical fish from the Fenian cycle of legends, and was thought to embody all the knowledge of the world Joyce s book is full of knowledge, and reading it is a steep learning curve.Beschoffs a fish shop established in Dublin in 1913, which was famous for cod fillets in batter scaledown remove scales, reduce, descend a slope Badcessto you is a curse, recalling the medieval cess pit.Tim Finnegan, in the ballad Finnegan s Wake , was a hod carrier on a building site who fell off a wall and died He was resurrected when whiskey accidentally fell on his lips during his wake Humphrey, one of the main characters in Finnegans Wake, himself suffers a fall and a resurrectionHumptyDumpty, also mentioned in FW, famously fell off a wall.The series of falls recall The Fall of ManSardis a reference to fish, and is alternative slang for a four letter word beginning with fPerchypolea fishing rod or other type of rod poleRaddlered colouring onewesto mark their encounter with the ramSorrelor red clover a plant that causes infertility in sheep.Joyking James Joyce or King James Joyce , author of the Finnegans Wake bible of sorts Pranquean Joyce s name for the 16th Irish pirate queen Granuaile, also known as Gr inne N Mh ile or Grace O Malley, who was a blithe borrower from traders along the west coast of Ireland and known for her sense of humour PranKing my alternative name for James Joyce, himself a pirateer and plagiarist since he was a blithe borrower of words and ideas, and a purveyor of every manner of jest and wordplay TheSenchus M r , referred to in Finnegans Wake, is a 5th century account of the Brehon laws of Ireland, written in ancient dialect It contains many later commentaries and glosses inserted between the lines and in the margins It is the perfect metaphor for Finnegans Wake, itself a corpus of Irish history, written in what sometimes seems like obscure dialect, and which contains commentaries inserted throughout the text and glosses in the margins Shem the penman Joyce s pseudonym for himself in the Wake Shem is the brother of Shaun and Izzy, and son of Humphrey and Anna, the first family around whom the action revolves Shaun represents Irish Nationalism Shaun is partly inspired by the character Shaun the Post in Dion Boucicault s 19th century play Arrah Na Pogue Izzy, sister of Shem and Shaun represents a series of female figures in history, mythology and literature She is Isolde legendary figure betrothed to King Mark who eloped with the younger Tristan Grainne legendary figure betrothed to Fionn Mac Cumhal who eloped with young Diarmuid Deirdre of the Sorrows princess of Ulster whose beauty caused war and destruction Fionnuala daughter of the sea god Mannan n Mac Lir who was banished into exileAliceLiddell Lewis Carrol s young friendStellaEsther Johnson, Jonathan Swift s young friendVanessa , Esther Vanhomrigh, also associated with Swift Anna, wife of Humphrey and mother of Izzy, Shem and Shaun She is also known as Anna Livia Plurabelle She is the personification of the river Liffey which flows out to the sea at Dublin Bay In the last lines of the book she transforms into the sea god Mannan n s daughter, Fionnuala, exiled to the Sea of Moyle for centuries Humphrey, her husband, is the personification of the Hill of Howth, a horn of land on the north edge of Dublin city which thrusts into Dublin bay Humphrey also represents Fionn Mac Cumhal and other mythological and historical figures.Percy French and Thomas Moore two nineteenth century song writers whose songs of yore recur in Joyce s text Moore s Silent, O Moyle , for example is used to tell of the sea god s daughter s exile to the Sea of Moyle Other popular songs, rhymes and doggerel feature frequently in the text, in particular, the rhyme known as The House that Jack Built.Everything in Finnegans Wake has several meanings and while the meanings are often camouflaged, they are nevertheless reinforced through constant layering Many things which have been said in other texts are unsaid in Finnegans Wake , as in taken apart, remade, further dismantled, further refurbished in a continuos cycle similar to the geological ages of the world Joyce s text is therefore a palimpsest in every sense of the word, a veritable Geoglyphy carved out of history


  4. Sean Barrs Sean Barrs says:

    I take no shame in admitting that I cannot read this book I was defeated after three paragraphsWhat clashes here of wills gen wonts, oystrygods gaggin fishy gods Br kkek K kkek K kkek K kkek K ax K ax K ax Ualu Ualu Ualu Quaouauh Where the Baddelaries partisans are still out to mathmaster Malachus Micgranes and the Verdons cata pelting the camibalistics out of the Whoyteboyce of Hoodie Head Assiegates and boomeringstroms Sod s brood, be me fear Sanglorians, save Arms apeal with larms I take no shame in admitting that I cannot read this book I was defeated after three paragraphsWhat clashes here of wills gen wonts, oystrygods gaggin fishy gods Br kkek K kkek K kkek K kkek K ax K ax K ax Ualu Ualu Ualu Quaouauh Where the Baddelaries partisans are still out to mathmaster Malachus Micgranes and the Verdons cata pelting the camibalistics out of the Whoyteboyce of Hoodie Head Assiegates and boomeringstroms Sod s brood, be me fear Sanglorians, save Arms apeal with larms, appalling Killykill killy a toll, a toll What chance cuddleys, what cashels aired and ventilated What bidimetoloves sinduced by what tegotetab solvers I can t even begin to decipher that nor do I have the patience or will to do so I see what Joyce is doing he is fucking around with words and having a blast, but I don t want any part of it Is this modernism gone too far


  5. Darwin8u Darwin8u says:

    Wipe your glosses with what you knowI tend never to retread the same book twice I finish a novel or a book, digest it, then move on Having just finished Finnegans Wake I m not sure that approach is even possible This is a book that is simply impossible to really finish Yes, I read from the beginning to end Yes, I listened to it while reading Yes, I spoke sentences out loud Yes, I shouted words Yes, I underlined phrases that tickled and rhymes that ringed But, I feel like I ve scraWipe your glosses with what you knowI tend never to retread the same book twice I finish a novel or a book, digest it, then move on Having just finished Finnegans Wake I m not sure that approach is even possible This is a book that is simply impossible to really finish Yes, I read from the beginning to end Yes, I listened to it while reading Yes, I spoke sentences out loud Yes, I shouted words Yes, I underlined phrases that tickled and rhymes that ringed But, I feel like I ve scratched the semantic surface of a great field I m not sure when I ll return, but I m pretty certain that the gravity is there I feel it even as I gladly set this book aside This is a novel that demands attention It frustrates and confuses the most diligent seeker I never felt in control I never felt in command I was in the river, and floated for a time and am just happy I didn t drown It is world I will return to like a dream filled sleep when the day is done and night returns


  6. Manny Manny says:

    The other day we saw The Ghost, the rather fine new movie by Polanski Ewan McGregor plays a ghostwriter, who s been brought in to fix up the memoirs of a British ex Prime Minister who absolutely isn t Tony Blair He s given the manuscript, and groans in pain That bad asks the woman who isn t Cherie Blair Well it s got all the words, says McGregor They re just not in the right order This suggested to me the following simple experiment with Finnegans Wake, one of the greatest etc etc in t The other day we saw The Ghost, the rather fine new movie by Polanski Ewan McGregor plays a ghostwriter, who s been brought in to fix up the memoirs of a British ex Prime Minister who absolutely isn t Tony Blair He s given the manuscript, and groans in pain That bad asks the woman who isn t Cherie Blair Well it s got all the words, says McGregor They re just not in the right order This suggested to me the following simple experiment with Finnegans Wake, one of the greatest etc etc in the English language I downloaded an electronic version from the Web and wrote a little script It calculates statistics for the frequencies of each letter conditioned on the three preceding ones, then produces random text using that model And here s a sample of what comes out rivin s Fleperumpholature, puirel from the going beamstroki, genes aultealsion Captermidcauting Allfishe ll theiresendt all, andfall the blisation for of ally witnes of coulminus Blugger, wher nutbrings my los oned Mch What sting up funnies Huddamsome Bankata, the keter soother sets the beloomostes, sable us in duallects neupon, wholy not does Exceed in siltop as taned mucheepiworder aflute While store your bred welchups we kitch oxbell, old som Curly vale The scenty view the our civisierengracles was dupshua milisquewing bransisterrand the knobo, prise fall knacordy and picky karu Yip I sait is, worts fore fassoo thath they speechappy inted that bit thall kning to thehry For the like fing of the untill Buggedy Acreside Bygmour flatehaun sore But a cal, them doland up and you, perfor virging of the Gachind lilt and supping s the that the saint, him my brade rainpleave you abothe king Jerospears forews wer s vitrodalths vitation abou remen thorly wated bease, there lit is like the Lucat wattern his in thing hone he willwho it bynemberumphs, faraden, here they sail nought of the sweet puls temple of are whirk and eld not and Palm aro This evers, Exmoonanture, thead fied and too tron the lanagain ther Marre Kevitutterod Shaughter of Eons, Potter rud of thin collow One to beehights headlos he gue Dalilitopspes hers and a Noho All to evers scan night Juva Sod the thurch he breated And the ming s my schlucises lausan the coy Brael mudder Sever, a his nakewdy feat Bashoweriful and it feet to mire blowsome, thems bis OK, I admit it s not as accomplished as the original But if you brought in a competent ghostwriter and gave him a month to improve it, who knows The random generator has created some promising lines I quite like For the like fing of the untill Buggedy Acreside , and Juva Sod the thurch he breated seems interestingly blasphemous


  7. Nicholas Karpuk Nicholas Karpuk says:

    This is not a fair score, I ll admit it right up front This book affirms my reasoning for reading the first few pages of a book before buying it This I bought because I ve been trying to readclassics, but my experience has shown me that classics shouldn t be exempted from the first few page practice.Here s the second paragraph of the book Sir Tristram, violer d as, fr over the short sea, had passen core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy isthmus of Europe Minor t This is not a fair score, I ll admit it right up front This book affirms my reasoning for reading the first few pages of a book before buying it This I bought because I ve been trying to readclassics, but my experience has shown me that classics shouldn t be exempted from the first few page practice.Here s the second paragraph of the book Sir Tristram, violer d as, fr over the short sea, had passen core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy isthmus of Europe Minor to wilderfight his penisolate war nor had topsawyers rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse to Laurens county s gogios while they went doublin their mumper all the time nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to taugtaug thuartpeatrick not yet, though venissoon after, had a kidscad buttended a bland old isaac not yet, though all s fair in vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathondjoe Rot a peck of pa s malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface I ve read a few books with a confusing intro It s a common practice in sci fi, where you throw the reader in head first with mysterious nouns and let them work it out as they go This is not the case, because after a few pages I realized Mr Joyce wasn t going to start making any sense than he already was Here s a quote from page 311, when I skipped ahead to see if it was all like this It was long after once there was a lealand in the luffing ore it was less after lives thor a toyler in the tawn at all ohr it was note before he drew out the moddle of Kersse by jerkin his dressing but and or it was not before athwartships he buttonhaled the Norweeger s capstan I considered this might be a phonetic thing, similar to what Twain used, but no matter how I tried with the first few pages I could not parse it into anything comprehensible Even Canterbury Tales has the decency to make sense when read aloud If I can not comprehend a book on a sentence level, a paragraph level, or a chapter level I m just going to give up.Here s the first sentence of the intro, which I went back to look at after throwing the book in the trash, feeling bad, and retrieving it There is no agreement as to what Finnegans Wake is about, whether or not it is about anything, or even whether it is, in any sense of the word, readable.Oh good That s very encouraging Here s the thing, I don t read as a challenge I read for ideas, or to be entertained I like to read books with ideas I might struggle with, it s fun to think about it I do not like fighting to choke down the words themselves Joyce makes up words, uses dialect, and god knows what else in the first few chapters, it s like he s trying to be obtuse to make a game out of it.That might be fun in a short story, but this is 600 some pages.If someone can suggest a good method for consuming this damn thing, the Rosetta Stone for why I should care, I m open to ideas, but otherwise, it s getting put away


  8. Kelly McCubbin Kelly McCubbin says:

    The easiest book in the world seriously With scholars unable to ever reach consensus on what the book is or how it should be read or even if it actually has value, you can simply ignore them Your opinions are just as valid Add to this the wads of cultural ephemera that Joyce has packed the book with and you find yourself in the rare position to occasionally be BETTER qualified to interpret parts of the text than academics.Try this, get some friends together, pop the cork on a few bottles o The easiest book in the world seriously With scholars unable to ever reach consensus on what the book is or how it should be read or even if it actually has value, you can simply ignore them Your opinions are just as valid Add to this the wads of cultural ephemera that Joyce has packed the book with and you find yourself in the rare position to occasionally be BETTER qualified to interpret parts of the text than academics.Try this, get some friends together, pop the cork on a few bottles of wine and, in your most twee Irish accents read it to each other A whole new world of dirty jokes, awful puns, barbed insults and musical references will suddenly pop out of this previously impenetrable text.And don t be afraid to get sidetracked, it s part of the point


  9. K.D. Absolutely K.D. Absolutely says:

    Looks daunting, unintelligible and incomprehensible at first However, read it aloud and with open mind and the meaning might come down on you I said might because no matter how much thinking I put on some of the paragraphs or lines, some meanings seemed so obscure and I had no choice but to let them stay that way.Still I found this book amazing It is one of its kind What amazed me really was its play of words Unmatched Never seen before Close to it so far is Anthony Burgess s Clockwork Looks daunting, unintelligible and incomprehensible at first However, read it aloud and with open mind and the meaning might come down on you I said might because no matter how much thinking I put on some of the paragraphs or lines, some meanings seemed so obscure and I had no choice but to let them stay that way.Still I found this book amazing It is one of its kind What amazed me really was its play of words Unmatched Never seen before Close to it so far is Anthony Burgess s Clockwork but it seems like kindergarten level to Joyce s masteral degree Joyce used what they call as portmanteau or the fusing together of two orwords in the same or different languages Thus kissmiss is both the festive season and something that might happen during it, with a suggestion of fatefulness the Holy Father becomes a hoary frother and an old photo is a fadograph Reading this book requires Job s patience but in the end, it is rewarding for the fact that this is another testimony to James Joyce s brilliance as a writer Finnegans Wake is the playful luminous moon to Ulyssesserious bright sun One complement the other like flaunting to the world that James Joyce could be funny after writing the very profound retelling of Homer s classic epic poem, Odyssey. I admit that at some point, I thought I would not be able to finish this I thought of giving up after two chapters and I did not understanding ANYTHING I felt like I was just wasting my time However, a GR friend advised me to read write ups in the internet and it helped I referred to the internet after reading each chapter or part of it There were times when I could not correlate the two so I let that pass too That approach of reading a chapter of the book then refer to the internet helped because at least I was picking up the basic plot Still, it was confusing The stories in it seemed not connected to each other and there was no main plot It was only towards the end when I realized that James Joyce was not telling one story but many, as many as 17 according to Wiki The most ubiquitous, among the 17, is a story of a fall that turns out not to be entirely negative, including the Fall of Man an indiscretion in Phoenix Park, Dublin, a sex scandal involving an older man and two girls and a tumble Humpty Dumpty, yes that children s song from a ladder by an Irish builder, Tim Finnegan This book offers just a different kind of reading experience One of its kind It is amazing how James Joyce put together this book and wrote all those verses that are so funny Definitely brilliant And oh I love that unfinished sentence in the end that goes back to the first sentence When I started reading and saw the first sentence that looked truncated, I was thrown off immediately and shriekedWhat is thisbut I said if I was able to finish Ulysses, I should be able to read this one too Of course, the big encouragement of my GR friends motivated me to continue reading just in time for my daughter to ask this library copy back I now see some of those GR friends liking this review, so I better stop now Thank you so much, GR friends


  10. Paul Bryant Paul Bryant says:

    Stealing an idea from Manny s review, here s part of the British Highway Code if it was written by James Joyce any time during the last 17 years of his life This is the section called ROAD SIGNALSSwarn and inform other roadusers aminxt that nombre of evelings, including pedestrigirls and jumbleboys see and twinglings of twitchbells in rondel section twoozle para fleeph , of your inbended actions You should have a kelchy chose and clayblade and at all times make prayses to the three of clu Stealing an idea from Manny s review, here s part of the British Highway Code if it was written by James Joyce any time during the last 17 years of his life This is the section called ROAD SIGNALSSwarn and inform other roadusers aminxt that nombre of evelings, including pedestrigirls and jumbleboys see and twinglings of twitchbells in rondel section twoozle para fleeph , of your inbended actions You should have a kelchy chose and clayblade and at all times make prayses to the three of clubs always, having checked it is not misleading to tuss like a whoopy anisine, whipping your eyesoult and gnatsching your teats over the brividdy road users before changing course or direction, stopping or moving off djowl there, longfoot here, and bejesus back again and the doctor s bill for Joe McJohn and all his catholic lemony heathens.Cancel them after use, the rancid old patootsies Make sure your signals will not unblade your corsets forswooth and let the loobully moons aloose to confuse the caboose and grake the speens of the urgier others This is not allowed If, for instance, you want to stop adilly and look adolly, as we do, as we done and as we will, do not blooger the whooger untill you pass the galoshes of Mrs Minchum Birny Kirny and the little jeepy twins Yes Kadiddly Your brake lights will warn kachooth and your broken lights will foghorn willikins my billikins, or you can use an arm to signal to emphasise or pomphesise or undersize the loof of the lamplight lillyjoggings in all their creamy birny underthings which you can quite see if you stand on a chair And o lord groggins, remember that signalling does not give you priority


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  1. MJ Nicholls MJ Nicholls says:

    Let me explain the five star rating When I was teenager I was ludicrously shy I was the son and heir of a shyness that was criminally vulgar My all conquering shyness kept Morrissey in gold plated ormolu swans for eight years Any contact with human beings made me mumble in horror and scuttle off to lurk in dark corners But I developed this automatic writing technique in school to ease my mounting stress whenever teachers were poaching victims to answer questions, perform presentations or ge Let me explain the five star rating When I was teenager I was ludicrously shy I was the son and heir of a shyness that was criminally vulgar My all conquering shyness kept Morrissey in gold plated ormolu swans for eight years Any contact with human beings made me mumble in horror and scuttle off to lurk in dark corners But I developed this automatic writing technique in school to ease my mounting stress whenever teachers were poaching victims to answer questions, perform presentations or generally humiliate I would start out composing a piece of surrealist free association prose, usually violently satirical As the teachers or pupils or other humans closed in around me, my prose would lapse into soothing gibberish Sometimes I wrote a stream of pretty sounding words I was a rabid sesquipedalian in my teens zeugmatic, antediluvian, milquetoast, mugwump Luscious lovely words Sometimes language broke down into neologisms or gibberish boobleplop, artycary, frumpalerp, etc Nervy, throbbing syllables I came to associate collapsed language with an inner space where I went to hide from the imagined humiliations of interacting with others Once I escaped the imprisonment of my inner conscious over a four year period known as The Torture Years , I always used nonsense writing as a means of getting through difficult situations where others might doodle, for example, I would write Joycean Jabberwocky Still do, usually on the phone So this book, to me, is The Little Book of Calm Except it isn t little, and it makes people shit themselves Me I love this magnificent beast Unless you suffer from similar deep seated psychological wounds that threaten to gradually consume your entire adult life, don t read this

  2. Geoff Geoff says:

    Finnegans Wake is Joyce s masterpiece, the culmination of his life s work, the apex of his art, the tremendous final achievement of the 20th century s greatest prose stylist To ignore Joyce s masterpiece is to miss out on one of a handful of great events in literary history Dubliners anticipated A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, A Portrait of the Artistanticipated Ulysses, Ulysses anticipated Finnegans Wake Joyce s individual works are particularly momentous set side by side, as the Finnegans Wake is Joyce s masterpiece, the culmination of his life s work, the apex of his art, the tremendous final achievement of the 20th century s greatest prose stylist To ignore Joyce s masterpiece is to miss out on one of a handful of great events in literary history Dubliners anticipated A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, A Portrait of the Artistanticipated Ulysses, Ulysses anticipated Finnegans Wake Joyce s individual works are particularly momentous set side by side, as the trajectory of his craft s transfiguration can be clearly traced For Joyce, all roads led to the Wake We cannot consider the snow faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead , we cannot consider Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo , we cannot consider Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed , without considering A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs To accept Joyce s place in the history of literature is to accept Finnegans Wake as his greatest contribution To ignore or dismiss it is to leave a gaping hole in your understanding of the progress of literary aesthetics in the modern age As William Gass said FW is the high water mark of Modernism, and not to have been fundamentally influenced by it as a writer is not to have lived in your time Not to live in your time is a serious moral flaw Finnegans Wake, at first blush, might seem the most uninviting literary relic imaginable It begins in the middle of a fragment of a sentence and immediately immerses the reader in a floodtide of its Wakelanguage without any ado no lamp, lantern, or quickflickering guidepost torches to ease one s way in and through And, to be sure, this is a very difficult book, perhaps the most difficult book you or I will ever read But let me here briefly comment on what the Wake is not it is not gibberish, it is not the product of a diseased mind , it is not an elaborate prank to make fools of readers and academia To be a proponent of any of these claims is to have not spent time with the text It is to not trust that Joyce, after having perfected and exhausted the potentialities of the form of the novel with Ulysses, was capable of going beyond that achievement, to forge for himself and for us an utterly new way to push the idea of the novel, and the language of the novel, past itself and into a new mode or form Whatwould one person have to accomplish than write Ulysses to earn an audience s confidence Finnegans Wake is not only not unreadababble, it is perhaps the most carefully, minutely, complexly composed work of art the modern era has produced A third of Joyce s life was spent rendering the Wake into the form in which we have it now Might we, as readers, not allow ourselves to be a fraction of a percent as generous with our time, to try to understand what he was attempting, on his terms Enough of what the Wake isn t, on to what it is First of all, it is music Second, it is an experimental prose work, a work whose form and content are one and the same, where there is no boundary between style and substance Thirdly and onward, it is an occurrence of language It is a vast palimpsest, a layering and weaving of etyms It is the realization and perfection of the work of static art that Joyce was approaching his entire career art, literature, that does not progress from point to point as in traditional narrative, but exists and is experienced in cycles, circles, reverberations, re generations, iterations, emergences, divested of the encumbrances of space and time It is Flaubert s ideal book about nothing It is the density and obscurity of night rendered into waterfall rainbow river language A permanent member of the avant garde An unpopularizable book A great riddle or maze An amalgamation of gods Obscure pun drenched birdtongue, strangest little song you ll ever damn hear Hen scratchings on the magazine wall, typographically rendered, a polyvocal defence of the great shame and guilt of man The tonguetwister of allhumanity dreamingwaking together, it was uncovered in a burial mound Vico s four horsemen of the arkpokalypse Mamalujo broadcasting from the hill of Shaun and a donkey brayayaying over radio waves intercepted telling strange advertisements out of Carthage and burning Roam It is the Egyptian Book of the Dead within the Book of Kells within the Old Testament and the New within Dante and Shakespeare and Milton and Goethe and Swift et Sterne et al and Wilde s trial to boot It is a motley chorus composed of all of Ireland s saints and sinners Then s now with now s then in tense continuant Heard It is Finn MacCool s salmon flitting in the deep well and Tristan and Isolde s marriage ship sailing out under the cry of gulls forewaves whisping whshhpwshpshp and at the same time it is their opera made prose, mild und leise It is the excrement ink writ on the foolscap flesh of Shem the Penman, thus it is Shemdean spawn It is Anna Livia Plurabelle s missive to the antagonistic greater world of chitterchattererflitterflatterers how loathe they have become to me and little Issy star cloud sister s spilled milk across the great nightspan, bababbling brooks about the laying mountainous mass of sleepman Treacling trickling trickster tome, laplapping gossip and news, soundbites and screams and dieatribes from Lucifer s caindom, enabler of murtherer, and also song of the cockcrowcoolicolala Noman s humming in the valley of the wal Shaft of light pierce o reillying the mourning mist A confuscation of mystification by utteration and ululation with confabulation and iteration of vocalization of a Wake in Preegress Hush Caution Echoland What a funferall The last lief on the stonetree The untireties of livesliving being the one substrance of a streamsbecoming Totalled in toldteld and teldtold in tittletell tattle Mind your hats goan in Lastly, Finnegans Wake is the least pessimistic book I know After one has accustomed oneself to the night language, after one is acquainted with Joyce s modes and methods, this book is pure joy One begins to anticipate the moments and emergence of themes, iterations of characters in different guises, developments and repetitions of rhythms, word and sound groupings that recur in exact placement, much as one listens to a beloved symphony or opera The music of the Wake, like a true Irish wake, is a rejoicing at the deathbed, rounds of songs rollicking the departed soul into the next cycle of existence What isoptimistic than Joyce s interpretation of Vico s historical cycles That as we approach our non being the clock resets, time ticks ahead again for us among the shades of history, the sun rises as it always will, the night dissipates, the fog of this dream life clears and mankind emerges again, to suffer it all, sing it all, weep through it all, live it all again That these ages resound again and again not through great men only but through everyman, that the resurrection of the meaning of man comes in the simplest of assemblages husband, wife, son, daughter This affirmation is a mainstay throughout all of Joyce s work that the universal erupts through the banal, that the commonplace is the point where the cosmos enacts its drama What could be ajoyous celebration and confirmation, not only of human life as it emerges from the darkness of meaninglessness in the only possible way it can, through language, but of the creative life in particular, the life whose purpose is to make new forms out of the fragments of the old, to anticipate the new, to instill a beautiful renewal of purpose for each emerging epoch, that it might know its own language, make its own music Nathan s review is a fount of information, please do visit the museyroom Tip And if you are abcedminded, when you set out on your own reeding of the Wake, please to be joining and contributing to the Wake Grappa We re all of us over there at different points on the turning of the widening gyre, so feel free to hop on at any time The entire plot of Finnegans Wake can be summed up essentially in that classic cliched opening phrase It was a dark and stormy night

  3. Fionnuala Fionnuala says:

    The Slalom of JoyledgeHowto scaledown this Beschova finntailThis filletov beginnings that sings of all endings,This pest of a pal in jestAnd bad cess to you, JoykingFor the reeding is tufftuffBut the prize is the laffingTho low in the bellyIt sores with the learningOf finnglish and jinglish Pigeon linguish and djoytischTen stories tallAnd twenty the deepingssome to the writeoffAnd Moore to the leftingsFinn s houseful of hawsers And hods and their spillingGive Humpty his tallwallAnd role in all f The Slalom of JoyledgeHowto scaledown this Beschova finntailThis filletov beginnings that sings of all endings,This pest of a pal in jestAnd bad cess to you, JoykingFor the reeding is tufftuffBut the prize is the laffingTho low in the bellyIt sores with the learningOf finnglish and jinglish Pigeon linguish and djoytischTen stories tallAnd twenty the deepingssome to the writeoffAnd Moore to the leftingsFinn s houseful of hawsers And hods and their spillingGive Humpty his tallwallAnd role in all fallingsAtomnal, PrinternalSummerian, HibernialStory forth into bygonesO Joyking of spielingEwe raddle us with riddlesTill we re red in the blushersVeins vulging in templesAnd grey matter smartingWe reed in the rushes Of joycfull mehindingSeepon, seepunder,pong of pondymanThru hart strings and wordlingsAnd lingo lang twangingEwe bleat all the sorrelOf wars evel wagingIn valleys, on hillsidesIn shore water rising Tho miss chiefs and piss takesGive rest from sorratellingspoofon, spoofonder,sham of shemyman.Futurepresent pastperfectAs the river at her risingThe trees bend to bogFrom the turf seeds fresh reedlingsMen breed new warsAs old wars reseedingBodies for battlesProcreation creatingWeepon, weeponder,Song of sorrowmonAtom, Eve and their childerThe first family feudingCain abling his sisterEdem for all triblingsIn cest and in jest The story ewer spouringBy yon labious banks And by perchypole sardingthru noughty times everAnd foriver insemenatingO Batterfull of codlogicals O Senchus M r pranKingExagminating yore glosses Yore musikers and blarneyingFrench rhymes, Moore s chimesJack s house ever buildingAlicetella s fun essaySwift Sternley past teachingReminding this scribblerTo finnish vociferatingNow s nunc or nimmer The following commentaries and glosses may help understanding all words in italics occur in both Finnegans Wake and The Slalom of Joyledge all words underlined occur only in The Slalom of Joyledge The Slalom of Joyledge the Salmon of Knowledge was a mythical fish from the Fenian cycle of legends, and was thought to embody all the knowledge of the world Joyce s book is full of knowledge, and reading it is a steep learning curve.Beschoffs a fish shop established in Dublin in 1913, which was famous for cod fillets in batter scaledown remove scales, reduce, descend a slope Badcessto you is a curse, recalling the medieval cess pit.Tim Finnegan, in the ballad Finnegan s Wake , was a hod carrier on a building site who fell off a wall and died He was resurrected when whiskey accidentally fell on his lips during his wake Humphrey, one of the main characters in Finnegans Wake, himself suffers a fall and a resurrectionHumptyDumpty, also mentioned in FW, famously fell off a wall.The series of falls recall The Fall of ManSardis a reference to fish, and is alternative slang for a four letter word beginning with fPerchypolea fishing rod or other type of rod poleRaddlered colouring onewesto mark their encounter with the ramSorrelor red clover a plant that causes infertility in sheep.Joyking James Joyce or King James Joyce , author of the Finnegans Wake bible of sorts Pranquean Joyce s name for the 16th Irish pirate queen Granuaile, also known as Gr inne N Mh ile or Grace O Malley, who was a blithe borrower from traders along the west coast of Ireland and known for her sense of humour PranKing my alternative name for James Joyce, himself a pirateer and plagiarist since he was a blithe borrower of words and ideas, and a purveyor of every manner of jest and wordplay TheSenchus M r , referred to in Finnegans Wake, is a 5th century account of the Brehon laws of Ireland, written in ancient dialect It contains many later commentaries and glosses inserted between the lines and in the margins It is the perfect metaphor for Finnegans Wake, itself a corpus of Irish history, written in what sometimes seems like obscure dialect, and which contains commentaries inserted throughout the text and glosses in the margins Shem the penman Joyce s pseudonym for himself in the Wake Shem is the brother of Shaun and Izzy, and son of Humphrey and Anna, the first family around whom the action revolves Shaun represents Irish Nationalism Shaun is partly inspired by the character Shaun the Post in Dion Boucicault s 19th century play Arrah Na Pogue Izzy, sister of Shem and Shaun represents a series of female figures in history, mythology and literature She is Isolde legendary figure betrothed to King Mark who eloped with the younger Tristan Grainne legendary figure betrothed to Fionn Mac Cumhal who eloped with young Diarmuid Deirdre of the Sorrows princess of Ulster whose beauty caused war and destruction Fionnuala daughter of the sea god Mannan n Mac Lir who was banished into exileAliceLiddell Lewis Carrol s young friendStellaEsther Johnson, Jonathan Swift s young friendVanessa , Esther Vanhomrigh, also associated with Swift Anna, wife of Humphrey and mother of Izzy, Shem and Shaun She is also known as Anna Livia Plurabelle She is the personification of the river Liffey which flows out to the sea at Dublin Bay In the last lines of the book she transforms into the sea god Mannan n s daughter, Fionnuala, exiled to the Sea of Moyle for centuries Humphrey, her husband, is the personification of the Hill of Howth, a horn of land on the north edge of Dublin city which thrusts into Dublin bay Humphrey also represents Fionn Mac Cumhal and other mythological and historical figures.Percy French and Thomas Moore two nineteenth century song writers whose songs of yore recur in Joyce s text Moore s Silent, O Moyle , for example is used to tell of the sea god s daughter s exile to the Sea of Moyle Other popular songs, rhymes and doggerel feature frequently in the text, in particular, the rhyme known as The House that Jack Built.Everything in Finnegans Wake has several meanings and while the meanings are often camouflaged, they are nevertheless reinforced through constant layering Many things which have been said in other texts are unsaid in Finnegans Wake , as in taken apart, remade, further dismantled, further refurbished in a continuos cycle similar to the geological ages of the world Joyce s text is therefore a palimpsest in every sense of the word, a veritable Geoglyphy carved out of history

  4. Sean Barrs Sean Barrs says:

    I take no shame in admitting that I cannot read this book I was defeated after three paragraphsWhat clashes here of wills gen wonts, oystrygods gaggin fishy gods Br kkek K kkek K kkek K kkek K ax K ax K ax Ualu Ualu Ualu Quaouauh Where the Baddelaries partisans are still out to mathmaster Malachus Micgranes and the Verdons cata pelting the camibalistics out of the Whoyteboyce of Hoodie Head Assiegates and boomeringstroms Sod s brood, be me fear Sanglorians, save Arms apeal with larms I take no shame in admitting that I cannot read this book I was defeated after three paragraphsWhat clashes here of wills gen wonts, oystrygods gaggin fishy gods Br kkek K kkek K kkek K kkek K ax K ax K ax Ualu Ualu Ualu Quaouauh Where the Baddelaries partisans are still out to mathmaster Malachus Micgranes and the Verdons cata pelting the camibalistics out of the Whoyteboyce of Hoodie Head Assiegates and boomeringstroms Sod s brood, be me fear Sanglorians, save Arms apeal with larms, appalling Killykill killy a toll, a toll What chance cuddleys, what cashels aired and ventilated What bidimetoloves sinduced by what tegotetab solvers I can t even begin to decipher that nor do I have the patience or will to do so I see what Joyce is doing he is fucking around with words and having a blast, but I don t want any part of it Is this modernism gone too far

  5. Darwin8u Darwin8u says:

    Wipe your glosses with what you knowI tend never to retread the same book twice I finish a novel or a book, digest it, then move on Having just finished Finnegans Wake I m not sure that approach is even possible This is a book that is simply impossible to really finish Yes, I read from the beginning to end Yes, I listened to it while reading Yes, I spoke sentences out loud Yes, I shouted words Yes, I underlined phrases that tickled and rhymes that ringed But, I feel like I ve scraWipe your glosses with what you knowI tend never to retread the same book twice I finish a novel or a book, digest it, then move on Having just finished Finnegans Wake I m not sure that approach is even possible This is a book that is simply impossible to really finish Yes, I read from the beginning to end Yes, I listened to it while reading Yes, I spoke sentences out loud Yes, I shouted words Yes, I underlined phrases that tickled and rhymes that ringed But, I feel like I ve scratched the semantic surface of a great field I m not sure when I ll return, but I m pretty certain that the gravity is there I feel it even as I gladly set this book aside This is a novel that demands attention It frustrates and confuses the most diligent seeker I never felt in control I never felt in command I was in the river, and floated for a time and am just happy I didn t drown It is world I will return to like a dream filled sleep when the day is done and night returns

  6. Manny Manny says:

    The other day we saw The Ghost, the rather fine new movie by Polanski Ewan McGregor plays a ghostwriter, who s been brought in to fix up the memoirs of a British ex Prime Minister who absolutely isn t Tony Blair He s given the manuscript, and groans in pain That bad asks the woman who isn t Cherie Blair Well it s got all the words, says McGregor They re just not in the right order This suggested to me the following simple experiment with Finnegans Wake, one of the greatest etc etc in t The other day we saw The Ghost, the rather fine new movie by Polanski Ewan McGregor plays a ghostwriter, who s been brought in to fix up the memoirs of a British ex Prime Minister who absolutely isn t Tony Blair He s given the manuscript, and groans in pain That bad asks the woman who isn t Cherie Blair Well it s got all the words, says McGregor They re just not in the right order This suggested to me the following simple experiment with Finnegans Wake, one of the greatest etc etc in the English language I downloaded an electronic version from the Web and wrote a little script It calculates statistics for the frequencies of each letter conditioned on the three preceding ones, then produces random text using that model And here s a sample of what comes out rivin s Fleperumpholature, puirel from the going beamstroki, genes aultealsion Captermidcauting Allfishe ll theiresendt all, andfall the blisation for of ally witnes of coulminus Blugger, wher nutbrings my los oned Mch What sting up funnies Huddamsome Bankata, the keter soother sets the beloomostes, sable us in duallects neupon, wholy not does Exceed in siltop as taned mucheepiworder aflute While store your bred welchups we kitch oxbell, old som Curly vale The scenty view the our civisierengracles was dupshua milisquewing bransisterrand the knobo, prise fall knacordy and picky karu Yip I sait is, worts fore fassoo thath they speechappy inted that bit thall kning to thehry For the like fing of the untill Buggedy Acreside Bygmour flatehaun sore But a cal, them doland up and you, perfor virging of the Gachind lilt and supping s the that the saint, him my brade rainpleave you abothe king Jerospears forews wer s vitrodalths vitation abou remen thorly wated bease, there lit is like the Lucat wattern his in thing hone he willwho it bynemberumphs, faraden, here they sail nought of the sweet puls temple of are whirk and eld not and Palm aro This evers, Exmoonanture, thead fied and too tron the lanagain ther Marre Kevitutterod Shaughter of Eons, Potter rud of thin collow One to beehights headlos he gue Dalilitopspes hers and a Noho All to evers scan night Juva Sod the thurch he breated And the ming s my schlucises lausan the coy Brael mudder Sever, a his nakewdy feat Bashoweriful and it feet to mire blowsome, thems bis OK, I admit it s not as accomplished as the original But if you brought in a competent ghostwriter and gave him a month to improve it, who knows The random generator has created some promising lines I quite like For the like fing of the untill Buggedy Acreside , and Juva Sod the thurch he breated seems interestingly blasphemous

  7. Nicholas Karpuk Nicholas Karpuk says:

    This is not a fair score, I ll admit it right up front This book affirms my reasoning for reading the first few pages of a book before buying it This I bought because I ve been trying to readclassics, but my experience has shown me that classics shouldn t be exempted from the first few page practice.Here s the second paragraph of the book Sir Tristram, violer d as, fr over the short sea, had passen core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy isthmus of Europe Minor t This is not a fair score, I ll admit it right up front This book affirms my reasoning for reading the first few pages of a book before buying it This I bought because I ve been trying to readclassics, but my experience has shown me that classics shouldn t be exempted from the first few page practice.Here s the second paragraph of the book Sir Tristram, violer d as, fr over the short sea, had passen core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy isthmus of Europe Minor to wilderfight his penisolate war nor had topsawyers rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse to Laurens county s gogios while they went doublin their mumper all the time nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to taugtaug thuartpeatrick not yet, though venissoon after, had a kidscad buttended a bland old isaac not yet, though all s fair in vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathondjoe Rot a peck of pa s malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface I ve read a few books with a confusing intro It s a common practice in sci fi, where you throw the reader in head first with mysterious nouns and let them work it out as they go This is not the case, because after a few pages I realized Mr Joyce wasn t going to start making any sense than he already was Here s a quote from page 311, when I skipped ahead to see if it was all like this It was long after once there was a lealand in the luffing ore it was less after lives thor a toyler in the tawn at all ohr it was note before he drew out the moddle of Kersse by jerkin his dressing but and or it was not before athwartships he buttonhaled the Norweeger s capstan I considered this might be a phonetic thing, similar to what Twain used, but no matter how I tried with the first few pages I could not parse it into anything comprehensible Even Canterbury Tales has the decency to make sense when read aloud If I can not comprehend a book on a sentence level, a paragraph level, or a chapter level I m just going to give up.Here s the first sentence of the intro, which I went back to look at after throwing the book in the trash, feeling bad, and retrieving it There is no agreement as to what Finnegans Wake is about, whether or not it is about anything, or even whether it is, in any sense of the word, readable.Oh good That s very encouraging Here s the thing, I don t read as a challenge I read for ideas, or to be entertained I like to read books with ideas I might struggle with, it s fun to think about it I do not like fighting to choke down the words themselves Joyce makes up words, uses dialect, and god knows what else in the first few chapters, it s like he s trying to be obtuse to make a game out of it.That might be fun in a short story, but this is 600 some pages.If someone can suggest a good method for consuming this damn thing, the Rosetta Stone for why I should care, I m open to ideas, but otherwise, it s getting put away

  8. Kelly McCubbin Kelly McCubbin says:

    The easiest book in the world seriously With scholars unable to ever reach consensus on what the book is or how it should be read or even if it actually has value, you can simply ignore them Your opinions are just as valid Add to this the wads of cultural ephemera that Joyce has packed the book with and you find yourself in the rare position to occasionally be BETTER qualified to interpret parts of the text than academics.Try this, get some friends together, pop the cork on a few bottles o The easiest book in the world seriously With scholars unable to ever reach consensus on what the book is or how it should be read or even if it actually has value, you can simply ignore them Your opinions are just as valid Add to this the wads of cultural ephemera that Joyce has packed the book with and you find yourself in the rare position to occasionally be BETTER qualified to interpret parts of the text than academics.Try this, get some friends together, pop the cork on a few bottles of wine and, in your most twee Irish accents read it to each other A whole new world of dirty jokes, awful puns, barbed insults and musical references will suddenly pop out of this previously impenetrable text.And don t be afraid to get sidetracked, it s part of the point

  9. K.D. Absolutely K.D. Absolutely says:

    Looks daunting, unintelligible and incomprehensible at first However, read it aloud and with open mind and the meaning might come down on you I said might because no matter how much thinking I put on some of the paragraphs or lines, some meanings seemed so obscure and I had no choice but to let them stay that way.Still I found this book amazing It is one of its kind What amazed me really was its play of words Unmatched Never seen before Close to it so far is Anthony Burgess s Clockwork Looks daunting, unintelligible and incomprehensible at first However, read it aloud and with open mind and the meaning might come down on you I said might because no matter how much thinking I put on some of the paragraphs or lines, some meanings seemed so obscure and I had no choice but to let them stay that way.Still I found this book amazing It is one of its kind What amazed me really was its play of words Unmatched Never seen before Close to it so far is Anthony Burgess s Clockwork but it seems like kindergarten level to Joyce s masteral degree Joyce used what they call as portmanteau or the fusing together of two orwords in the same or different languages Thus kissmiss is both the festive season and something that might happen during it, with a suggestion of fatefulness the Holy Father becomes a hoary frother and an old photo is a fadograph Reading this book requires Job s patience but in the end, it is rewarding for the fact that this is another testimony to James Joyce s brilliance as a writer Finnegans Wake is the playful luminous moon to Ulyssesserious bright sun One complement the other like flaunting to the world that James Joyce could be funny after writing the very profound retelling of Homer s classic epic poem, Odyssey. I admit that at some point, I thought I would not be able to finish this I thought of giving up after two chapters and I did not understanding ANYTHING I felt like I was just wasting my time However, a GR friend advised me to read write ups in the internet and it helped I referred to the internet after reading each chapter or part of it There were times when I could not correlate the two so I let that pass too That approach of reading a chapter of the book then refer to the internet helped because at least I was picking up the basic plot Still, it was confusing The stories in it seemed not connected to each other and there was no main plot It was only towards the end when I realized that James Joyce was not telling one story but many, as many as 17 according to Wiki The most ubiquitous, among the 17, is a story of a fall that turns out not to be entirely negative, including the Fall of Man an indiscretion in Phoenix Park, Dublin, a sex scandal involving an older man and two girls and a tumble Humpty Dumpty, yes that children s song from a ladder by an Irish builder, Tim Finnegan This book offers just a different kind of reading experience One of its kind It is amazing how James Joyce put together this book and wrote all those verses that are so funny Definitely brilliant And oh I love that unfinished sentence in the end that goes back to the first sentence When I started reading and saw the first sentence that looked truncated, I was thrown off immediately and shriekedWhat is thisbut I said if I was able to finish Ulysses, I should be able to read this one too Of course, the big encouragement of my GR friends motivated me to continue reading just in time for my daughter to ask this library copy back I now see some of those GR friends liking this review, so I better stop now Thank you so much, GR friends

  10. Paul Bryant Paul Bryant says:

    Stealing an idea from Manny s review, here s part of the British Highway Code if it was written by James Joyce any time during the last 17 years of his life This is the section called ROAD SIGNALSSwarn and inform other roadusers aminxt that nombre of evelings, including pedestrigirls and jumbleboys see and twinglings of twitchbells in rondel section twoozle para fleeph , of your inbended actions You should have a kelchy chose and clayblade and at all times make prayses to the three of clu Stealing an idea from Manny s review, here s part of the British Highway Code if it was written by James Joyce any time during the last 17 years of his life This is the section called ROAD SIGNALSSwarn and inform other roadusers aminxt that nombre of evelings, including pedestrigirls and jumbleboys see and twinglings of twitchbells in rondel section twoozle para fleeph , of your inbended actions You should have a kelchy chose and clayblade and at all times make prayses to the three of clubs always, having checked it is not misleading to tuss like a whoopy anisine, whipping your eyesoult and gnatsching your teats over the brividdy road users before changing course or direction, stopping or moving off djowl there, longfoot here, and bejesus back again and the doctor s bill for Joe McJohn and all his catholic lemony heathens.Cancel them after use, the rancid old patootsies Make sure your signals will not unblade your corsets forswooth and let the loobully moons aloose to confuse the caboose and grake the speens of the urgier others This is not allowed If, for instance, you want to stop adilly and look adolly, as we do, as we done and as we will, do not blooger the whooger untill you pass the galoshes of Mrs Minchum Birny Kirny and the little jeepy twins Yes Kadiddly Your brake lights will warn kachooth and your broken lights will foghorn willikins my billikins, or you can use an arm to signal to emphasise or pomphesise or undersize the loof of the lamplight lillyjoggings in all their creamy birny underthings which you can quite see if you stand on a chair And o lord groggins, remember that signalling does not give you priority

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